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I had an hour. She was out walking our dog 2poos. She left me a job – “Please sweep the downstairs floors while I’m out.” “yes dear (it will be a pleasure.)” I replied.
So, I rush to get dressed! New ditsy, purple, ruffle-neck blouse, and black faux suede A-line skirt, over cerise bra and panties set (here’s looking at you Grace!) D-cup forms, black 4″ heels and a 16″ shoulder length blonde wig with a fringe. No time for makeup.
I set the oven timer for 30 minutes (always play it safe!), and I was good to go!
You girls who dress all the time, or often, will be going “Ho hum, I do it all the time, what’s the fuss about?” This is for girls like me who currently(fingers 🤞 she will be back to the office soon) – have little time to be ourselves indoors.
Now, sweeping wooden floors in 4″ heels is not as easy as it sounds if you haven’t practiced much, but oh! what a joy it was! The sound of my heels 🎵 was like “The Sound of Music”- I came over all Julie Andrews! I wish I was as beautiful as her. A pity I can’t sing.
My hair kept falling across my face like a golden curtain, obscuring where the brush was going! It was lovely! Brush it aside – fabulous. No wonder women often put their hair into a ponytail when doing the housework – but it wasn’t bothering me – quite the opposite!
For me these were priceless femme moments. The combination of bra straps, boobs, skirt, heels and hair, as I
totteredmoved about was pure girly pleasure. If I could have had the “flutters” I’m sure I would have. Ooer! Did I really say that? Quick – Carry on Sweeping! I swear I swept the floors several times, with frequent glances into mirrors as I passed by.
The oven timer went off. So soon! Oh well it was fun – I had a fab-u-lous time.
Stephanie P ⏲⏳
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